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This was a project me and a bunch of other people were doing on devaintarts, it's still on going and we keep adding más reasons. But I'll post the 50 reasons we got so far. :)

1. They grew up together2. England grew his hair out like France3. He got in trouble doing so4. France got worried thinking England got eaten por a caterpiler5. France helped England with his hair6. He fixed his hair back to the way it was, saying he looked better that way7. They raised Canada together8. England put his arm around France9. They are always together10. They work together a lot11. They comfort each other12....

This is my first hetalia fanfic~ Hope tu enjoy!!! :D WARNING! WARNING! YAOI! FrCanUkUs!!! (FrancexCanadaxEnglandxAmerica!)-----------------------------------------------------------------------------England was starting to regret going to the bar, not because that he knew he would get dead on drunk- no he didn't really care about that. But what he did care about that he came alone on one of the worst days of his life! 4th of July, and he was also a bit flustered that July 1st had past... he knew he should've dicho something to Canada, but he didn't have it in him.

Pre-read notes:1: I do not own Hetalia, except for this plot. And none of it's characters, nor you.2: Please oso, oso de with me, this is my first time creating a story where the personified country is shipped with the reader! 3:Contains YAOI. Don't like, don't read.4:Yes, it's exactly what the título says. Don't like? Turn back and read another fanfic. It's written like a diary from both P.O.V's. So please don't get confused.

Chapter 1:Sour

—— Beep beep beep beep! *click!* My eyes were groggy due to the darkness of the room, and my (h/c) hair shifted on my pillow. I slid my hand from under my comforter...

I can't believe it, we now have 100 reasons to support it. I can not take all the credit for this project, I had a lot of help from the fans on DA. The new video will be out soon, so keep an eye out. I hope to be about to make a third video in the future. We do have 15 more reasons already down, so keep your fingers crossed.

51. In one of Himaruya's sketches, the Allies are at the beach. France and England are both wearing the same vertically striped red-and-white trunks.

52. France was one of the only one, who called England "Iggy'' in the manga/webcomic

Japan licked Hawaii on the ear making her giggle and shove him away “Japan! Stop!” she dicho instantly japón smiled and ran his fingers through her hair again “bad dog now I must teach tu to know what to carr me now” japón dicho grabbing onto Hawaii’s breast making her squeal. japón began to tighten his grasp “please stop Kiku! I’m begging you! That hurts!!!” japón then began to kiss Hawaii on the throat which made her moan he then rolled her over onto her stomach “werr I guess I have to teach tu the hard way” japón dicho as he grabbed Hawaii’s legs and lifted them up then...

(A/N: ok so this is mah 1st hetalia fic nd I wanted to do something different,instead of using countries ima use capitals,which is kinda the same but different.....anyway,on with the story!!! :3 warning: human names used nd of course o obviously own hetalia and instead of making a season 5 I'm waisting perfectly good time escritura a fanficton with OCs >_>")

Grayson Kirkland stumbled through the streets of Paris,drunk as fuck. As funny as it was to see the thick eyebrowed spikey haired 22 año old stumble around,he was actually quite depressed. He'd just...

(I do not own hetalia warning: capitals and human names used,a bit of m-preg)

"PIERRE GET THE BLOODY HELL DOWN HERE!!!!" grayson shouted curled in a ball on the couch,careful of the bulge in his belly. He wore flannel PJ pants with the British flag all over them with one of Pierre's bigger black shirts,which had a few holes in it.Pierre walked downstairs,since he had to change into his PJ's which involved flannel pants with French flags all over them and a red white and blue shirt. He yawned,tired from the long day."wii?" "Do I look fat?" Grayson asked,pouting...

France and England grew up together, with France being substantially older than England (though appearance-wise, France is only 3 years older when they are adults). France poked fun at England calling him 'unrefined' because his hair style was out-of-fashion and unlike France's silky hair. England retorted and called France stupid, but after he ran away, England took the words to corazón and began growing his hair. After successfully running away from the Bishop (who wanted to cut his hair because only women have long hair), he...

I think tu already know the notes from the last couple of chapters, so please continue lectura this (in Gilbert's words) awesome fanfic with tu and ze awesome me!

Chapter 3- Tart

I was riding shotgun in Gilbert's car listening to The Fear por Lily Allen on my headphones. Even though she swears a lot in this song, I don't care. She's different from everyone else. She sings songs about what the world is really like... I dream off as Gilbert started to talk.

"Hey (y/n), vhat's your... I don't mean to be rude, but..." He paused for a segundo as I took off my headphones. "What's your Vater like?"...

Well I don't think anyone minds me escritura another one, so... Here it is? Hope ya like!same notes:-don't like, don't read-you belong to Gilbert, and the plot belongs to moi.-If tu like lectura this series, comment!-and if you're a girl lectura this, just make (y/n) the name tu would have if tu were a guy.

Chapter 2-Sweet

Gilbert's P.O.V.

VHY IS (Y/N) friends VITH ZE UNAWESOME IVAN?!?!?!?!?! I mean, Ivan is just plain creepy. He seems as if he'd be a molester... I mean, he always vears zat scarf over his neck, and alvays vears a friggin' trench capa even zhough it could be 100 degrees outside.....

Japan: Oh written in stars! A million miles away!A message to the main! ooooh seasons come andgooo but IIIIIIIII will never change and I'm on my waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy *brings head down*England: let's go!.. yeah you're listening now they say they ain't never heard nothing likethis in a while that's why they play my songon so many different dials cause I got morehits then a disciplined child so when they seeme everybody go brrrrrap brrrrrap Man I'm likea young gun fully black barrack I cried teardrops over the massive attack I only make hitslike I work with a racket and bat Look at myjacket...

I've seen a lot of this and it's starting to get on my nerves. There are a lot of fans on here who are telling other fans that there pairing doesn't make any sense and that they "don't have a history". Who the hell cares? It's an anime for God sakes! I understand completely where tu history fangirls are comming from (yes i called tu history fangirls) with the whole history thing. But that doesn't mean that tu need to go off and call a UsUk fan o a Franada fan idiots because their pairing "makes absolutely no sense". I don't support those couples either but I don't go around and calling...

I looked at them before me, France with a serious look in his ocean eye'd orbs, holding up one end of the cloth, America, having a bit of a disgruntled look. He was looking to the ground but then immeditatly looked up at me with determined eyes, peircing eyes the color of the heavens clouds holding on the other side, and Canada behind it holding it. Holding it with such a soft, kind smile and a bit flustered looking as well, probably because he put this together. The cloth they were holding up, was my flag. I didn't even know what they were up to, but it couldn't be good. I stepped closer and...

I wake up in an alley sitting straight up, and I see someone in front of me. I cant focus. Ugh. No wait. It's three people. I try to get up. "Agh." I say, as I can't eat my arms to move. I'm tied?! I get scared so I yell, "GERMANY!!" "He ain't coming pipsqueak." One of the men say as he slaps my face. "Ack!" I shout high pitched. "Hey, is this even a guy?" One of the other men say as they crush my back. "Let's check. Hehe." One of the men say as they pull down my pants. "NO!! Germany!!!" I shout, as I start to sob. Then they start pulling on the buttons of my shirt. "Please, stop." I say begging...

'Today I'll be seeing Italy! I wonder if i should make him some spaghetti.' I thought to myself as i went ahead and dressed myself in clothes for our picnic. Then I looked in the mirror. I still have my hair slicked back. Ugh. "Maybe.." I dicho to myself as I ruffled my hair. Great! I don't look so serious now! Italy should like the way I did my hair today. And especially since the fact I put some cold pastas, pasta ensalada in here! He's such an innocent kid. He's so sweet, cute, and pretty.. WAIT. PRETTY?!?! HE'S A GUY FOR GOD'S SAKE!! Then I shook my head in frustration and clasped my hands around my...

Arthur stares at Francis a bit annoyed and angry, he bit his lip hard, ".....I..I can't believe you!! I heard about your little relationship with Spain.....you fucking....betrayer! I can't believe I trusted you! I thought I would give tu a chance and finally go out with you, but I guess I was wrong. You're a fucking cheating bastard!!!", He growled.

Francis frowns and shakes his head, his blonde hair swinging in the air, "Mon amour, it's not true! I wouldn't betray tu like zat!"